I really was not ready yet. I think perhaps someone forgot to ask me how I felt. How do you go about packing up memories? Sure, the tangible items can move along from place to place, but what about the precious memories? Memories like children's laughter outside as bubbles are being blown; family sitting around the table enjoying a wonderful meal. Or, how about seeing the joy on great-grandparent's faces when a new baby is placed in their arms and forever in their hearts? Oh, I know, what about the memory of the Christmas tree impeccably trimmed or the can of "peanut brittle" surprising each unsuspecting little one? So many memories. Packing up the tangible memories is difficult enough. Despite the fact they can come along with you, they belong right where you picked them up from - - that picture belongs there; that doll belongs right there; and that room or that room does not need to be disturbed, really! Ohh how surreal it feels. The feeling is almost too overwhelming! Did I mention that I really was not ready yet? But God's timing is always perfect and we must follow His will for each of our lives. So, when the door forever closes on the house that sweet memories were made in, as difficult as it may be, I must walk away, wipe the tears away, and pack up the sounds, the smells, and moments deep within my heart even though my mind screams this was grandma and grandpa's house for 19 years!! It is now time to create sweet memories with my grandma at her new home.
In just a few short weeks, my grandma will be moving into an assisted living home. I know it is best for her; for her safety and well being. It is difficult for all of us to come to terms with, but ultimately, we want what is best for grandma. The house at 6559 E. Des Moines will forever be etched in my heart.
But, did I say I was not ready yet? How do you pack up 19 years in one house of sweet memories and move on?
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